Date: Thu, 5 Feb 2009 19:25:49 +0000 From: Tom Busman <email@example.com> Subject: On the 145 bus home This my first attempt at writing, what is a true story from my V1 form at Senior School days in the U.K. Only the names have been changed. Whether or not I write any more will depend on the response, if any, that I get from this. Travelling to and from secondary school involved a five minute walk across a field, under a railway arch and then a 45 minute bus journey to the nearest bus stop to the school. In the mornings I usually met up with a mate who lived near the terminus, one stop before mine, and as the bus travelled nearer and nearer to the school more and more boys joined. Coming home was different because for one reason or another we all left the school at different times. One particular evening I was late leaving because there had been a choir practice, I was in the school choir, for a forthcoming Gilbert and Sullivan operetta which the choir and orchestra were to put on for parents and friends. I was waiting at the bus stop when a younger boy, of about sixteen, who I knew was in the choir but I didn't know by name arrived. We started chatting and it turned out that he was the cousin of a friend who lived near to me but who didn't go to our all boys grammar school. When the bus came we went upstairs and found that there was no one else on the top deck. We went to the front and sat down next to each other. Very quickly it became clear that James was playing with himself under his schoolbag which was on his lap. He glanced at me to see if I realised what was happening and he said that he was really horny. This continued for a while and then he took my hand and moved it towards his trouser pocket which was right next to me. He fed my hand into his pocket and immediately I realised that he had pushed his cock into the pocket through a big hole in the bottom of it. I had never felt another boy's cock before, but suddenly I found this very exciting and began to get hard myself. I did my best to wank him in his pocket and before long he shot a load of spunk into my hand. I withdrew my hand from his pocket, smiled, showed it to him and he held it and licked it clean. I asked him if he had done this kind of thing before and to my surprise he said that he had messed around quite a bit with his cousin Peter, my friend, at Pete's house, just round the corner from me. At this point we had reached the city centre and several other people got on the bus so we changed the conversation quickly to our various roles in the school production. After about 30 minutes he said that this was where he had to get off and we said goodbye. A couple of days later when I was walking home across the field, having just got off the bus, I could barely make out a shadowy figure on a bike waiting in the gloom, as it was just getting dark. As I got closer I realised it was Pete. "Hello, Tom" he said. "Hi Pete" I replied, "were you waiting for me?" "Sort of", he said. "I understand you wanked my cousin James off on the bus the other day." I told him how it happened and he said that James had told him the same story. "He also told me that you and he messed about in your bedroom" I ventured, "I didn't know you were into playing with other boys". "Sometimes", he said, "do you fancy a bit of messing about, now?" "Maybe" I replied and we went off the path towards some bushes at the end of the field, and he laid his bike down in the grass. Before we reached the bushes he lay down in the grass and I lay down next to him we hugged each other and unzipped one another's trousers. Then we removed our underpants and I felt Pete's massive hard uncut cock. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before, and I had seen plenty of cocks in the showers at school. It was very thick around the base, about 7" long and tapered, unlike mine which was about the same girth all the way along. Pete took hold of my part cut cock and begun to wank it very slowly. "I have wanted to do this for ages" he said, but we had never even talked sex let alone boy to boy sex before. "I had no idea that you were into this" I said, "until James told me on the bus the other night, what do you two get up to together?" Pete giggled and confessed that they had gone much further than this and described how they had sucked each other and he had even tried to fuck James once but his bum was too small for Pete to get his cock in. We played with each other for a while and Pete asked me if I had ever sucked another boy's cock. I told him that my experience with his cousin was the first time I had ever done anything like that and that this was only my second time at feeling another cock, though I was beginning to realise that my looking at the other boys in the showers may not just have been accidental. "Do you want to try sucking mine?" he asked and I said that I would give it a try. After a few minutes I managed to get more and more in and he swivelled round and began to do the same for me. This was the best feeling that I had ever experienced and I knew that I was about to cum. I pulled off him and told him, but he kept on sucking and so I went back to his and soon we came at almost the same time. I just held all his cum in my mouth, not knowing what do next and not realising that he had swallowed mine. He then started to kiss me and soon I was passing his spunk back into his mouth. Again, he swallowed it and we just lay there hugging and kissing. It was such a fantastic feeling. Eventually we pulled up our underpants and trousers and went to our separate homes. The whole thing had taken about ten or fifteen minutes.